DCU Fanfic: The Return Of...
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shinyglorchanTitle: The Return Of...
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Jason, Dick, Joker, Tim
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Dick
Word Count: 2308
Genre: general/family
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: I started this a while ago, and I finally got inspired to finish it. I had been thinking, Last Laugh had happened while Jason would have been out of the Lazarus Pit. Joker's rampage was worldwide news, so I don't think there would be anyway Jason would have heard about it and ignored it. Bits taken from Last Laugh. Jason can't let Joker live at this point, but things get fucked up with his plans. (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
dcu_freeforall prompt for Jason Todd: #5 trust.)
Link: N/A
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It made his blood boil that Joker was free and fucking with so many people. Jason wasn't nearly ready enough to go back to Gotham, but to take down the Joker before he destroyed the known world? That became a top priority on Jason's list of things to take care of. He hadn't trained enough after Talia tossed him into the Lazarus Pit then pushed him off a cliff. He wanted more training, but he wasn't sure this could wait.
Jason made his way to Gotham as fast his could, knowing if Joker wasn't there now, that he would be. That clown would never give up having the last laugh over Batman. He stuck to the shadows like a good little Bat, not wanting to be spotted by Batman or his lackeys. He wasn't ready for that. Jason would just sneak in, beat up Joker with a goddamn crowbar until he died then leave like he was never there. Batman would never figure out that he did it. A dead man can't kill his killer, right?
When he found the Joker's stronghold, he kept his ear to the ground with an ear piece, catching as much about what was happening outside. He had hacked Oracle's feeds, which had not been an easy task, and he heard the pretender got chomped up by Killer Croc. Jason wanted to smile about that, but another dead Robin, even a pretender, wasn't something he could smile about.
Hefting the crowbar onto his shoulders, preparing to jump down from his perch in the shadows, Jason stopped as he saw Nightwing walking in angrily. Joker was grinning, acting like Elvis and more crazy than usual as he taunted Dick. Jason wants to jump down and strangle that smile off Joker's face, but he couldn't deal with Dick. He was probably mourning the pretender, and well, Jason wasn't going to deal with that.
Joker taunted Dick, saying what's the matter, oh you lost another little brother didn't you? Jason's teeth ground as he watched Dick's reaction, which was to beat up all of Joker's lackeys who had charged him. Joker got mad, telling his lackeys they had no flare before sending them all away. When Joker spoke again, Dick sent him flying. That brought a grin to Jason's face as he watched.
Joker kept prattling on, how he was going to die anyway, so might as well make Batman do it. Jason didn't think Batman would, but maybe Jason could get his chance if Dick lost. When Dick started to lose, Jason almost jumped into the fray, but Joker spoke.
“Imagine how mad he'll be if I've whacked two boy wonders in the same day!” Joker announced, about to make the killing blow while Jason was ready to pounce, but Dick blocked the hit and hit back viscously.
Jason sat back on his haunches as Dick beat Joker until the clown was black and blue, but still laughing. “When is enough enough, Joker!?” Dick shouted as Joker went flying.
Silently cheering on his angry brother, Joker sat up with a grin. “Aww... Jeez... I hit Jason harder than that. His name was Jason, right?” the Joker asked, still grinning as Dick's face contorted into a look of immense pain as Jason's heart seized up the mention of his name.
When Dick was about to make the killing blow, Jason almost let him, but even though he was morbidly happy his brother would kill in his name, he remembered that killing anyone would probably destroy Dick. Jason may have been angry with his family, but if anyone was going to destroy them, it would be him, not the Joker. Jason jumped down, leaving his crowbar behind, holding Dick's arm.
Dick spun around and his eyes widened. “Jason...” he murmured before shaking his head. “You're an illusion! Just some mind game Joker came up with!”
Jason rolled his eyes as Joker laughed, with earned Joker a kick to the face. “Shut up, clown,” he growled. “I'm not as dead as you wanted, and Croc killed the pretender. So, how does it feel to be dying knowing you didn't kill a single Robin?”
Joker snarled before Jason kicked him again, knocking the clown out before Dick moved to tackle him. “Hey! I stopped you from killing the clown, dumbass!” Jason shouted as he wrestled with Dick, avoiding punches. “I want him dead, damn you!”
“Then, whoever you are, why did you stop me?” he asked as he rolled away, getting into a better fighting stance.
“Because it would have destroyed you, Dick!” he shouted before stalking over to Dick, then noticed Tim whacking Psimon with his bo staff. “Huh, seems boy wonders just don't stay dead.”
Dick spun around to see Tim, who was staring at Jason in shock. “Uh...” he stuttered before falling into a fighting stance. “Who are you, and why are you wearing that face?”
Jason glanced between Dick and Tim then looked at Psimon. “The barrier's down now, right? My cue to leave,” he announced, running off.
Dick chased after him, only glancing back for a moment at Tim who just stood there, very confused and about the run after them when he was tackled from behind by Spoiler as Batman and Huntress followed in, asking questions Tim wasn't sure the answers to.
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Jason couldn't shake Dick off his trail, and it was really pissing him off. When he finally thought he lost Dick, he should have known better when the shadows moved and Dick jumped out, tackling him. Jason didn't bother to struggle at this point as Dick pinned him down angrily.
“Stop wearing his face,” he growled angrily.
Jason rolled his eyes. “Sorry, only face I got, Dick,” he said, not struggling from underneath the pin yet. “Answer me this, why the fuck would anyone pretend to be me, but the age I would be if I hadn't died?”
Dick shook his head. “You're just trying to fuck with my head, and it isn't working,” he snapped.
“No, you're fucking with your OWN head, Dick,” Jason stated before using his the muscle he had gained in the past few months to throw Dick and turn to pin around on him. “I'm alive, so get over it. No, actually, forget this ever happened, and I can go back to my training.”
“If you really are Jason...” Dick started, looking up with emotion clear in his eyes, even with the mask. “Why do you want to leave?”
Jason stiffened at that question, which Dick took advantage, turning the pin around again. “I- Bruce never avenged my death. He replaced me, and he never gave a damn,” Jason growled as Dick shook his head.
“No, that's not true. He never forgot you,” he said softly, his pin weakening. “There's a memorial in the 'cave... Sometimes I've seen him just stand there for hours...”
Jason looked away, scrambling out of the pin. “You're lying,” he said weakly.
“Not at all,” Dick answered, pulling Jason into a tight hug. “I'm so sorry I wasn't there.”
“I don't blame you, Dick. You were off-planet. It's not your fault...” Jason stated quietly, his emotions jumbled.
“I should have been a better brother...” Dick murmured and held Jason tighter. “I- How did you come back, little wing?”
Jason bit his lip. “I don't know all the details, and a lot of it's fuzzy,” he said, willing his voice not to crack with emotion. “Talia can probably fill in the blanks better than I can.”
Dick pulled away abruptly. “Talia!? As in Talia Al Ghul!?” he shouted, and Jason winced before it dawned on Dick. “The Lazarus Pit...”
Jason nodded. “Ra's doesn't really like people taking a dip with him...” he muttered as Dick pulled him into another tight hug.
“Little wing, I... Why didn't Bruce find out that someone broke into your grave? He had precautions in place...” Dick trailed off.
“Because no one broke in... I broke out,” Jason answered as Dick looked at him incredulously while Jason shrugged. “I don't know how. I just woke up in my casket and...”
Dick held tighter. “Don't explain, little wing,” he murmured. “You're here now, and that's all that matters.” He paused. “Though, you know, until there's a D.N.A. test, Bruce will never believe this.”
Jason pulled away. “No, I don't want to see Bruce. Not yet,” he said sharply, moving away from Dick. “I was never here. Don't tell him I was here!”
Dick's brows furrowed. “Why not, Jason? He misses you-”
“He has the replacement. You saw him. He's fine. He doesn't need me,” he said angrily, trying to stand up, but Dick wouldn't let him.
“Fine, you say he doesn't need you, but I need you, little wing,” Dick said as he kept Jason in place. “Had you not been there I could have...”
Jason let Dick trail off as he looked at him sharply. “If I didn't stop you, the pretender would have,” he stated firmly. “Uh, thanks for that, by the way...”
Dick blinked. “What for?” he asked curiously.
Jason licked his lips briefly. “When he talked about how he killed me, you didn't hesitate to avenge me. I appreciate it, even if I had to stop you.”
“I still don't get that, Jason. You say you want him dead, but why did you stop me?” Dick asked quietly.
“I had to, Dick,” he answered. “It's not your fault. There's no reason for you to have a guilt trip over that trash. Leave it to the people who won't care that bastard dies.”
Dick sat silently for a moment. “Do you blame Bruce for you death?” he asked suddenly.
Jason's eyes widened slightly before he shook his head. “No, but-”
“Then why would you let him have the guilt trip for killing the Joker? Because I know you know Bruce well enough to know the moment he crosses that line, Batman will cease to exist, and Bruce won't be able to get past it,” Dick stated, cutting off Jason.
Jason sat in silence, knowing Dick was right. “Can we not talk about this? I'm sure he's there with the pretender, putting the Joker back in the Slab. Everything's all better. No need to mention me at all.”
Dick looked at Jason blankly. “Tim saw you. He's the liar in the family, not me. He will read me like a book if I tell him anything but the truth.”
“Goddammit, Dick, I can't go back!” Jason shouted standing up to leave. “Just leave me alone. I was never here, please, Dick.”
Dick looked torn. “Jason, I can't do that...” he murmured. “You can't even start to see how broken your death left our family. I know you're alive now. I can't just let you go.”
Jason growled. “The hell you can't. This isn't about you, Dick!” he shouted.
“Then what is it about, Jason? Tell me that!” Dick shouted back.
“I'd like to know too,” a voice said quietly from the shadows, and Dick and Jason spun around to see Tim move out of the shadows.
“Tim, how'd you follow us?” Dick asked, relieved that Tim was actually all right.
“Babs has a tracker in the Nightwing mask,” Tim answered which made Dick cringe a little before Tim looked at Jason. “Are you really him?”
Jason glared at Tim. “Great, that brat will report this to Bruce,” he growled to himself.
Tim raised an eyebrow. “Who said I'd do that?” he asked curiously.
“Because you're Robin,” he spat out, saying Robin like a curse.
“I don't have to tell him,” Tim stated easily. “Only ones that know you're here are Dick and I, but I need a good reason to lie to Bruce.”
Jason crossed his arms and looked away from Tim. “I don't have to explain anything to you, you pretender,” he snarled.
“He can't face Bruce yet,” Dick answered for him which earned him a glare from Jason.
Tim nodded. “That reason's good enough for me.” He paused. “It's good that you're back, even if you don't know or like me. I'll see you later, Dick.”
With that, Tim slipped back into the shadows and left Dick alone with Jason. They stood in silence before Dick broke it. “Hey, if you don't have anywhere to go, you can stay with me in Bludhaven,” he offered, really hoping Jason would take his offer. “I'll make sure Bruce never knows you're there.”
Jason thought about it for a moment. “What about Babs?” he asked quietly. “She already has your mask bugged. What about your apartment?”
Dick shrugged. “If the mask is really bugged, she already knows. She won't tell Bruce. These days, she has her own people to worry about,” Dick stated, still hopeful.
“Birds of Prey, I know,” Jason said with a little chuckle. “One time, I said that Robin was a Bird of Prey. She laughed at me.”
Dick grinned. “Was that the time when you hit on her?” he asked coyly.
Jason flushed a little. “Hey, you weren't around. Fair game,” he muttered before pausing. “I'll stay with you in Bludhaven...”
Dick's face lit up before pulling Jason into a tight hug. “Great! You'll love Bludhaven, I promise!”
Jason gave Dick a little smile at his enthusiasm and hoped he hadn't made mistake in trusting Dick.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Jason, Dick, Joker, Tim
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Dick
Word Count: 2308
Genre: general/family
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: I started this a while ago, and I finally got inspired to finish it. I had been thinking, Last Laugh had happened while Jason would have been out of the Lazarus Pit. Joker's rampage was worldwide news, so I don't think there would be anyway Jason would have heard about it and ignored it. Bits taken from Last Laugh. Jason can't let Joker live at this point, but things get fucked up with his plans. (
dcu_freeforall prompt for Jason Todd: #5 trust.)Link: N/A
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It made his blood boil that Joker was free and fucking with so many people. Jason wasn't nearly ready enough to go back to Gotham, but to take down the Joker before he destroyed the known world? That became a top priority on Jason's list of things to take care of. He hadn't trained enough after Talia tossed him into the Lazarus Pit then pushed him off a cliff. He wanted more training, but he wasn't sure this could wait.
Jason made his way to Gotham as fast his could, knowing if Joker wasn't there now, that he would be. That clown would never give up having the last laugh over Batman. He stuck to the shadows like a good little Bat, not wanting to be spotted by Batman or his lackeys. He wasn't ready for that. Jason would just sneak in, beat up Joker with a goddamn crowbar until he died then leave like he was never there. Batman would never figure out that he did it. A dead man can't kill his killer, right?
When he found the Joker's stronghold, he kept his ear to the ground with an ear piece, catching as much about what was happening outside. He had hacked Oracle's feeds, which had not been an easy task, and he heard the pretender got chomped up by Killer Croc. Jason wanted to smile about that, but another dead Robin, even a pretender, wasn't something he could smile about.
Hefting the crowbar onto his shoulders, preparing to jump down from his perch in the shadows, Jason stopped as he saw Nightwing walking in angrily. Joker was grinning, acting like Elvis and more crazy than usual as he taunted Dick. Jason wants to jump down and strangle that smile off Joker's face, but he couldn't deal with Dick. He was probably mourning the pretender, and well, Jason wasn't going to deal with that.
Joker taunted Dick, saying what's the matter, oh you lost another little brother didn't you? Jason's teeth ground as he watched Dick's reaction, which was to beat up all of Joker's lackeys who had charged him. Joker got mad, telling his lackeys they had no flare before sending them all away. When Joker spoke again, Dick sent him flying. That brought a grin to Jason's face as he watched.
Joker kept prattling on, how he was going to die anyway, so might as well make Batman do it. Jason didn't think Batman would, but maybe Jason could get his chance if Dick lost. When Dick started to lose, Jason almost jumped into the fray, but Joker spoke.
“Imagine how mad he'll be if I've whacked two boy wonders in the same day!” Joker announced, about to make the killing blow while Jason was ready to pounce, but Dick blocked the hit and hit back viscously.
Jason sat back on his haunches as Dick beat Joker until the clown was black and blue, but still laughing. “When is enough enough, Joker!?” Dick shouted as Joker went flying.
Silently cheering on his angry brother, Joker sat up with a grin. “Aww... Jeez... I hit Jason harder than that. His name was Jason, right?” the Joker asked, still grinning as Dick's face contorted into a look of immense pain as Jason's heart seized up the mention of his name.
When Dick was about to make the killing blow, Jason almost let him, but even though he was morbidly happy his brother would kill in his name, he remembered that killing anyone would probably destroy Dick. Jason may have been angry with his family, but if anyone was going to destroy them, it would be him, not the Joker. Jason jumped down, leaving his crowbar behind, holding Dick's arm.
Dick spun around and his eyes widened. “Jason...” he murmured before shaking his head. “You're an illusion! Just some mind game Joker came up with!”
Jason rolled his eyes as Joker laughed, with earned Joker a kick to the face. “Shut up, clown,” he growled. “I'm not as dead as you wanted, and Croc killed the pretender. So, how does it feel to be dying knowing you didn't kill a single Robin?”
Joker snarled before Jason kicked him again, knocking the clown out before Dick moved to tackle him. “Hey! I stopped you from killing the clown, dumbass!” Jason shouted as he wrestled with Dick, avoiding punches. “I want him dead, damn you!”
“Then, whoever you are, why did you stop me?” he asked as he rolled away, getting into a better fighting stance.
“Because it would have destroyed you, Dick!” he shouted before stalking over to Dick, then noticed Tim whacking Psimon with his bo staff. “Huh, seems boy wonders just don't stay dead.”
Dick spun around to see Tim, who was staring at Jason in shock. “Uh...” he stuttered before falling into a fighting stance. “Who are you, and why are you wearing that face?”
Jason glanced between Dick and Tim then looked at Psimon. “The barrier's down now, right? My cue to leave,” he announced, running off.
Dick chased after him, only glancing back for a moment at Tim who just stood there, very confused and about the run after them when he was tackled from behind by Spoiler as Batman and Huntress followed in, asking questions Tim wasn't sure the answers to.
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Jason couldn't shake Dick off his trail, and it was really pissing him off. When he finally thought he lost Dick, he should have known better when the shadows moved and Dick jumped out, tackling him. Jason didn't bother to struggle at this point as Dick pinned him down angrily.
“Stop wearing his face,” he growled angrily.
Jason rolled his eyes. “Sorry, only face I got, Dick,” he said, not struggling from underneath the pin yet. “Answer me this, why the fuck would anyone pretend to be me, but the age I would be if I hadn't died?”
Dick shook his head. “You're just trying to fuck with my head, and it isn't working,” he snapped.
“No, you're fucking with your OWN head, Dick,” Jason stated before using his the muscle he had gained in the past few months to throw Dick and turn to pin around on him. “I'm alive, so get over it. No, actually, forget this ever happened, and I can go back to my training.”
“If you really are Jason...” Dick started, looking up with emotion clear in his eyes, even with the mask. “Why do you want to leave?”
Jason stiffened at that question, which Dick took advantage, turning the pin around again. “I- Bruce never avenged my death. He replaced me, and he never gave a damn,” Jason growled as Dick shook his head.
“No, that's not true. He never forgot you,” he said softly, his pin weakening. “There's a memorial in the 'cave... Sometimes I've seen him just stand there for hours...”
Jason looked away, scrambling out of the pin. “You're lying,” he said weakly.
“Not at all,” Dick answered, pulling Jason into a tight hug. “I'm so sorry I wasn't there.”
“I don't blame you, Dick. You were off-planet. It's not your fault...” Jason stated quietly, his emotions jumbled.
“I should have been a better brother...” Dick murmured and held Jason tighter. “I- How did you come back, little wing?”
Jason bit his lip. “I don't know all the details, and a lot of it's fuzzy,” he said, willing his voice not to crack with emotion. “Talia can probably fill in the blanks better than I can.”
Dick pulled away abruptly. “Talia!? As in Talia Al Ghul!?” he shouted, and Jason winced before it dawned on Dick. “The Lazarus Pit...”
Jason nodded. “Ra's doesn't really like people taking a dip with him...” he muttered as Dick pulled him into another tight hug.
“Little wing, I... Why didn't Bruce find out that someone broke into your grave? He had precautions in place...” Dick trailed off.
“Because no one broke in... I broke out,” Jason answered as Dick looked at him incredulously while Jason shrugged. “I don't know how. I just woke up in my casket and...”
Dick held tighter. “Don't explain, little wing,” he murmured. “You're here now, and that's all that matters.” He paused. “Though, you know, until there's a D.N.A. test, Bruce will never believe this.”
Jason pulled away. “No, I don't want to see Bruce. Not yet,” he said sharply, moving away from Dick. “I was never here. Don't tell him I was here!”
Dick's brows furrowed. “Why not, Jason? He misses you-”
“He has the replacement. You saw him. He's fine. He doesn't need me,” he said angrily, trying to stand up, but Dick wouldn't let him.
“Fine, you say he doesn't need you, but I need you, little wing,” Dick said as he kept Jason in place. “Had you not been there I could have...”
Jason let Dick trail off as he looked at him sharply. “If I didn't stop you, the pretender would have,” he stated firmly. “Uh, thanks for that, by the way...”
Dick blinked. “What for?” he asked curiously.
Jason licked his lips briefly. “When he talked about how he killed me, you didn't hesitate to avenge me. I appreciate it, even if I had to stop you.”
“I still don't get that, Jason. You say you want him dead, but why did you stop me?” Dick asked quietly.
“I had to, Dick,” he answered. “It's not your fault. There's no reason for you to have a guilt trip over that trash. Leave it to the people who won't care that bastard dies.”
Dick sat silently for a moment. “Do you blame Bruce for you death?” he asked suddenly.
Jason's eyes widened slightly before he shook his head. “No, but-”
“Then why would you let him have the guilt trip for killing the Joker? Because I know you know Bruce well enough to know the moment he crosses that line, Batman will cease to exist, and Bruce won't be able to get past it,” Dick stated, cutting off Jason.
Jason sat in silence, knowing Dick was right. “Can we not talk about this? I'm sure he's there with the pretender, putting the Joker back in the Slab. Everything's all better. No need to mention me at all.”
Dick looked at Jason blankly. “Tim saw you. He's the liar in the family, not me. He will read me like a book if I tell him anything but the truth.”
“Goddammit, Dick, I can't go back!” Jason shouted standing up to leave. “Just leave me alone. I was never here, please, Dick.”
Dick looked torn. “Jason, I can't do that...” he murmured. “You can't even start to see how broken your death left our family. I know you're alive now. I can't just let you go.”
Jason growled. “The hell you can't. This isn't about you, Dick!” he shouted.
“Then what is it about, Jason? Tell me that!” Dick shouted back.
“I'd like to know too,” a voice said quietly from the shadows, and Dick and Jason spun around to see Tim move out of the shadows.
“Tim, how'd you follow us?” Dick asked, relieved that Tim was actually all right.
“Babs has a tracker in the Nightwing mask,” Tim answered which made Dick cringe a little before Tim looked at Jason. “Are you really him?”
Jason glared at Tim. “Great, that brat will report this to Bruce,” he growled to himself.
Tim raised an eyebrow. “Who said I'd do that?” he asked curiously.
“Because you're Robin,” he spat out, saying Robin like a curse.
“I don't have to tell him,” Tim stated easily. “Only ones that know you're here are Dick and I, but I need a good reason to lie to Bruce.”
Jason crossed his arms and looked away from Tim. “I don't have to explain anything to you, you pretender,” he snarled.
“He can't face Bruce yet,” Dick answered for him which earned him a glare from Jason.
Tim nodded. “That reason's good enough for me.” He paused. “It's good that you're back, even if you don't know or like me. I'll see you later, Dick.”
With that, Tim slipped back into the shadows and left Dick alone with Jason. They stood in silence before Dick broke it. “Hey, if you don't have anywhere to go, you can stay with me in Bludhaven,” he offered, really hoping Jason would take his offer. “I'll make sure Bruce never knows you're there.”
Jason thought about it for a moment. “What about Babs?” he asked quietly. “She already has your mask bugged. What about your apartment?”
Dick shrugged. “If the mask is really bugged, she already knows. She won't tell Bruce. These days, she has her own people to worry about,” Dick stated, still hopeful.
“Birds of Prey, I know,” Jason said with a little chuckle. “One time, I said that Robin was a Bird of Prey. She laughed at me.”
Dick grinned. “Was that the time when you hit on her?” he asked coyly.
Jason flushed a little. “Hey, you weren't around. Fair game,” he muttered before pausing. “I'll stay with you in Bludhaven...”
Dick's face lit up before pulling Jason into a tight hug. “Great! You'll love Bludhaven, I promise!”
Jason gave Dick a little smile at his enthusiasm and hoped he hadn't made mistake in trusting Dick.
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:13 am (UTC)Timmy: Sup.
Jason: Crap, he's going to tell Bats. Stupid pretending replacement.
Timmy: Mayyyyyybe...
Dick: He doesn't want to talk to Bats
Jason: *thinking* that's not going to convince him
Timmy: OK!
XD Robin brothers FTW. I liked this.
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-24 12:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-24 10:54 pm (UTC)Ok, this was LOVE :D Jason going to live with Dick! And stopping him from killing the joker because he cares about Dick! Loved the dialogue there, and Tim being all Timmyish was wonderful ^_^ There needs to be more on this, great work!
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Date: 2009-06-25 06:42 pm (UTC)>>;; A lot of my fics need more. <<;; They eat my brain. @_@;;
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Date: 2009-07-02 11:51 pm (UTC)Just perfect. :)
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Date: 2009-07-03 12:30 am (UTC)Thanks~ <3
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Date: 2009-07-27 09:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-29 02:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-10 06:48 pm (UTC)When Dick was about to make the killing blow, Jason almost let him, but even though he was morbidly happy his brother would kill in his name, he remembered that killing anyone would probably destroy Dick. Jason may have been angry with his family, but if anyone was going to destroy them, it would be him, not the Joker. Jason jumped down, leaving his crowbar behind, holding Dick's arm.
Eeep! I love that bit. Very Jason.
I love the thought of Jason staying in 'haven with Dick. I don't suppose you've written that by any chance *puppy eyes*
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Date: 2009-12-10 07:10 pm (UTC)I haven't written more. >>;; I'm terrible like that. Sequels and me don't seem to get along. I'd need a plot or something. >>;; Or at least read what was going on in Dick's life at that point in time. <<;;
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Date: 2010-10-04 03:59 pm (UTC)I have to say that this story is my favorite as I've reread it at least five times.
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Date: 2010-10-05 01:39 am (UTC)Wow, I'm glad you enjoyed this fic that much! Just follow my 'character: Jason Todd' tag for more fic. <3
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:11 am (UTC)Also I've been hanging out in dcu6wordstories, with its plethora of Jason Todds and recently wondered how this version of Jason would be like there.
But thats just me being selfish and wanting more of this verse.
*goes back to lurking in the shadows*